Saturday, March 30, 2013

Perfect Peace

1.   Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height,
I view my home and take my flight.
This robe of flesh I’ll drop, and rise
To seize the everlasting prize,
And shout, while passing through the air,
“Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”
I’ve always loved the old hymns, and this has always been one of my favorite verses.  I like word pictures, and the line about dropping our robe of flesh clearly paints a picture. I don’t know about you, but my old robe of flesh is occasionally cumbersome.  Some days I picture mine as a soggy bathrobe, soaking wet, several sizes too large, dragging on the dirty floor and snagging on this and that along the way. If you’re reading this, you have a robe of flesh.  Yours may be light and flawless; in which case I’m envious.  Yours may be even more burdensome than mine, and your snags more apparent and tenacious; in which case I understand and I’m sympathetic. In my case, I’m often comforted by the verse above, and the picture it paints of slipping some day from this tired old hide and soaring toward the light, wrapped only in perfect peace and perfect love.  Happy Easter  

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Sunday, March 3, 2013

It’s absolutely true: There are many, many people in the world today who profess to be Christians, but don’t know Christ at all.

Mathew 7:21 “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?’ 23Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!”
1 Corinthians  13:1 1”If I speak in the tonguesa of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,b but have not love, I gain nothing. 4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.”
We would each do well to keep our judgments, our prejudices, and our condemnations to ourselves, treating others as we would wish to be treated, had we their struggles and their imperfections; showing the kind of unfailing mercy and unconditional love, which we ourselves expect when we face our Savior.  SC